None of them were crying but they all felt extremely sad. Beck had done some very bad things but they knew what happened today wasn't really his doing... They held hands and Andre said a prayer for both guys before they broke apart and headed toward Andre's car.The ride back to the West house was incredibly awkward and no one said a word for the entirety of the hour long ride. As they pulled into the driveway, Carly merely uttered a phrase before getting out of the vehicle:"What am I going to. If the school still had a valedictorian, she would probably have been it. Michael Abel was handsome and popular, well-liked, a third-string football player, but basically spineless, a young man who did not want to rock any boats or cause any trouble. A frat boy at heart. He was a marginal student who would probably be attending the community college or state university. Polly was a jewel, a tall, dark-haired, absolutely priceless jewel, both smart and pretty."We know how to dress. She bandaged the wound with the sleeve from the man's shirt and had him resting in the shade when a man passed by with a buckboard. Jane sent the wounded man to the saloon where she and Ed had eaten lunch to wait for a report from the "posse."She started out after the "posse," who had about an hour's lead. They had been following a public trail which was obvious in the way it cut through the brush, and, from the appearance of the tracks, the posse had been tearing along this trail, hoping to. “Jenna, there are things that you are not aware of, but after we’re done here you will be, important things,” said Stacey.“Okay,” said Jenna, her tone laced with concern.“Oh my, this is going to be hard. Jenna, the things I’m about to tell you may shock you, even scare or worry you some. But, that said, never doubt that momma loves you and your welfare is my number one priority. Understand?”“I guess, sure,” said Jenna. “Mom?”“Jenna, your dad...” started Stacey.“Daddy? He’s okay, right?” said.